CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE WHY DID YOU COME FOR ME?

DAPHNE'S POV I stood there, feeling the storm of anger and sorrow swirling inside me. Xander’s words had stung, but I couldn’t let him see how deeply they affected me. My heart was still torn, and the pain of knowing Javion was suffering was almost too much to bear. I tried to push through the agony and found a semblance of strength. “My body might be here,” I said, my voice cold and firm, “but my heart is far away. I will never give you what you want. No matter how much you yell or beg, it’s not going to change anything.” I looked at him with all the anger I felt burning in my eyes. My gaze was steady, but inside, my heart was breaking. Xander’s face was a mixture of shock and confusion. He had clearly expected me to break down or beg, but I wasn’t going to give him that satisfaction. He stood there, mouth slightly agape, as if struggling to find the right words. His eyes were wide, his frustration evident, but I could see the disbelief as well. I took a deep breath, forcin